On the shores of the lakes of the Seven Peaks, between the cliffs, and even the caves where the cultivation is practiced, people are constantly dying.

The status and realm of the deceased are also different, some are lowly and inconspicuous little people, some are elders with extremely high qualifications in the peak, and many are excellent disciples with outstanding talents.

That adds up to thirty-two.

Thirty-two people died silently within the Sword Sect.

Everyone knew that with the opening of the Liangyi Xuanyuan Great Array, no one would be able to leave the Sword Sect, so the killer was among them.

It's just that the only problem is that many days have passed, but the masters of the Sword Sect still haven't found out the real culprit, and they are even extremely silent, and they haven't even found any trace and origin of the killer.

Most people are in a state of fear and confusion, and a few people have their own guesses, whether they are right or wrong, and the meaning of them is silencing.

It was another early morning, the great sun was slowly rising from the east, but the inside of the Sword Sect was quiet and terrifying.

Su Qingming stood on the edge of the cliff and quietly looked at the scenery of the Sword Sect.

"Killing people is boring."

"It's even more boring to kill people in the dark."

He thought to himself.

Whether in terms of the understanding of the Great Dao or the understanding of killing, Su Qingming can be regarded as the first person in his generation in this life.

He has only killed nine people these days, and most of them are the kind of disciples who seem to be extremely inconspicuous in the realm, but in fact, they are not.

The hidden methods of the Shadow Hall have always been like this, the more inconspicuous the disciples, the more dangerous the hole cards or means in their hands, if it is a negligence, then their desire to act secretly may be in vain.

After the inner court determined the specific list of these people, the origin and realm of these people, Hu Yunjian selected these nine people.

There is no doubt that in the face of the family's secret attack, the nine people didn't even have a chance to resist and notice, and they were pierced through the head by a sword.

And after Hu Shuang and Ming Zhen had gone through the experience of Wanliu City, their killing power in the Divine Journey Realm was extremely strong, and they had no problem dealing with other people.

As for the elders of the higher realm, there is Hu Shuang, who has successfully stepped into the upper three realms in the past three years, and the twenty-four-year-old female sword cultivator of the upper three realms can also be said to be shocking in the entire history of the Sword Sect.

As the morning sun completely sprinkled all over his body, Hu Shuang appeared behind Su Qingming, and his sword qi was a little unstable.

Su Qingming glanced at her.

Hu Shuang shook his head calmly: "An old thing that is very deeply hidden, wants to pull more people to die together, so I accidentally didn't control it." ”

"Let's go, go up and walk with me."

Su Qingming spoke, turned around and walked up the peak.

For the mountain peak under his feet, Su Qingming is quite a reason.

Thousand Swords Peak.

At that time, an elder of this mountain peak wanted to kill him at the top of Fenbao Cliff, but unfortunately his body was thrown into the abyss at the bottom of the peak.

Su Qingming and Hu Shuang swaggered on the mountain path, and after a while, they were discovered and stopped by the disciple in charge of security.

But when they saw that it was Su Qingming and Hu Shuang, their eyes became admiring.

"See Senior Brother Shen, see Senior Sister Yu." The disciples of Thousand Swords Peak all saluted respectfully.

Su Qingming asked calmly, "Where is the first seat?" ”

An older Thousand Sword Peak disciple bent down and said, "Ever since the Great Array was opened, the master has been in retreat at the Guanyun Pavilion between the peaks. ”

"Go up and have a look." Su Qingming said.

"Please!" The disciple in charge of guarding the mountain path got out of the way.

Su Qingming has already been famous in the four halls, and Hu Shuang is a famous female sword immortal in the Sword Sect, and all the disciples can only look up and be in awe.

As for whether what happened in the past few days was done by Su Qingming and Hu Shuang, everyone had never thought about it in this regard, in their opinion, unless the two of them lost their minds at the same time, they would give up their good future and do these things.

The two came to the so-called Guanyun Pavilion on the Thousand Swords Peak.

The pavilion is built on a mid-empty cliff with a curved mountain path in front of it, from which the mountain wind blows, and then returns the way it came, making a whistling sound.

Su Qingming and Hu Shuang stopped at the same time.

Look up.

Inside the Guanyun Pavilion stood an old man from the Black Mountain.

A long pale hair is casually draped over his shoulders, easy to wither, and his breath is mediocre.

The old man looked at the two of them quietly, as if he had been waiting for a long time.

According to the investigation in the past few days, the black-shirted old man in front of him is the first seat of Thousand Swords Peak, named Wu Yuanchen, who has spent most of his time here.

Su Qingming motioned for Hu Shuang to stop here, and then walked into the Guanyun Pavilion alone.

"You're going to die." Su Qingming shook his head and said.

"Yes, I am going to die." The old man smiled.

Shouyuan is approaching, and the spiritual sea is exhausted to the extreme, and he may die at any time, so he will stay in the Guanyun Pavilion all the time.

Although I don't know if this is the meaning of death in Su Qingming's mouth, he is really going to die.

After being silent for a while, Wu Yuanchen asked curiously, "How many people have died these days?" ”

Su Qingming said lightly: "Thirty-two people." ”

"Killed?"

"Not yet."

"And?"

"That's why I've been here for a long time."

The words of the two were not profound, but the two spoke at a long interval, and it seemed that every word they said had many things on their minds.

When the last sentence was finished, Wu Yuanchen's face became extremely puzzled, and he said in a hoarse voice: "What are you doing here, this shouldn't be." ”

Su Qingming smiled: "Why shouldn't it." ”

Wu Yuanchen said calmly: "It doesn't make sense. ”

Su Qing looked at him and said seriously: "Thirty-two people are dead, what if there is one more?" ”

Wu Yuanchen was silent for a while, then suddenly turned his head and stared at Su Qingming, and said, "You lied to me?" ”

Su Qingming said expressionlessly: "It seems that there is really you." ”

The old man in the black shirt had an unpredictable face, and in the end it seemed that he had run out of oil and dried up, and he was accidentally dozens of years old, but there was an indescribable indifference Then, he said softly: "In fact, with the opening of the mountain guarding array, I have already guessed the ending when these people die one after another, but no matter what clues you find out from these guys, it is impossible to find me, how did you guess it?" ”

"Only thirty-two men will die, for I have only seen thirty-two men's names, and as for you..."

Su Qingming said calmly: "Back then, Yang Kaitai assassinated me in the Fenbao Cliff, but there was nothing unusual in the peak that night, and the person who wrote the pen at that time was you, as a cultivator of the Upper Three Realms, it was impossible not to notice this abnormality, so I simply gave it a try." ”

The old man smiled bitterly and said, "So I tried it out so simply." ”

Su Qingming shook his head and said: "You are about to end your life, and you are almost fearless about this matter, not to mention that so many people have died, you naturally feel that it will be your turn in the end." ”

"What do you want?" The old man asked.

Su Qing looked into the old man's eyes, "I need to know who else is inside the Sword Sect?" ”